[Douluo/Sword Three] Tang Paper Umbrella

Anyone with a brain knows how to choose between a hot-tempered dominatrix and a delicate and fragile little beauty.

Meng Jiang compared himself with Huo Wu, and then secretly felt proud. But she never thought that she was narcissistic. She was just confident in herself, so she wanted to show it off and find others to recognize her.

Well, it's actually narcissism, but Meng Jiang doesn't admit it.

Seeing Tang San push away Huo Wu who was kicking him, Meng Jiang buried herself in Tang San's arms and curled her lips secretly. This person was protecting her tightly now. He and Tang San were standing close to each other just now. Huo Wu's kick could clearly be avoided by the other party, but she was right next to her, so Tang San chose to fight back. He just kept his hand and did not hurt anyone. .

Caressing Meng Jiang's soft curly hair, Tang San said coldly, "Huo Wu, you've gone too far."

Not wanting to get entangled with the other party anymore, Tang San put his long arms around Meng Jiang's shoulders and turned around to leave. From the beginning to the end, he never let Meng Jiang stand up for him again.

Therefore, although Huo Wu disliked Meng Jiang, he did not take her seriously.

Which female soul master is not very independent and self-reliant? As soul masters, they are inherently superior to ordinary people. If they are as talented as Huo Wu, they will be very proud. As for Meng Jiang, apart from his sharp words, his image is like a dodder flower that clings to others. He is weak and fragile. Even if he is a soul master, he does not seem to be very strong.

This is also the image that Meng Jiang deliberately displayed, creating a gentle and harmless persona.

He didn't care about Huo Wu's reaction behind him. He and Dai Mubai and others temporarily split into two groups at the entrance of the Great Soul Fighting Arena, and went to buy dried fish with Meng Jiang.

But along the way, Meng Jiang always felt that Tang San was a little absent-minded.

She gave Tang San a mouthful of spicy dried fish and asked, "What's wrong? Do you think I've delayed your cultivation?"

"No." Tang San shook his head after swallowing what was in his mouth. He took Meng Jiang's hand into his palm and squeezed it, "It's just... a little confused."

"Huh?" Meng Jiang looked at him with half of the dried fish in his mouth, like a lost cat, "Why? Didn't we win?"

Tang San shook his head again: "Although we won, without you, Ajiang, we would probably have lost miserably this time. First of all, my judgment was wrong, and secondly, maybe I would have been restricted by Shui Bing'er from the beginning. , causing a series of subsequent plans to be disrupted. And even though my Blue Silver Grass is immune to fire and ice, it is not immune to energy shocks."

"I'm thinking now if it would be better for me to give up Bluesilver Grass and choose to practice the Clear Sky Hammer. Bluesilver Grass is famous for its useless martial souls. I rely on better soul rings and strategies to make up for my gap, but With practice, the disadvantages of Bluesilver Grass have gradually become apparent."

"Then continue to rely on these to make up for it." Meng Jiang didn't quite understand Tang San's thinking, "As long as you persist enough, these are not problems. I think you are doing very well now."

She tilted her head and said: "Look, you can get new soul skills when you get soul rings. You can also create soul skills on the basis of understanding soul skills. I don't have any of these, so I can only gnaw on the martial arts learned in my previous life and use it to create new soul skills." You understand everything. I envy you."

"No, A Jiang." Tang San stopped, turned around to face Meng Jiang, and met her eyes, a pair of eyes filled with a layer of mist, no longer as bright as usual, "I am now... facing the Blue Silver Grass , I have no confidence anymore. Without those soul rings, without external soul bones, without the Star Anise Ice Grass and the Fiery Apricot Jiaoshu, maybe I, Tang San, am nothing."

"If you say that," Meng Jiangwu's dark eyes suddenly turned cold, "Tang San, I will call you a fool."

"Don't you think your assimilation into this world has been too serious?" She grabbed Tang San by the collar, squinted her eyes and came closer to question. Tang San was forced to bend down because of Meng Jiang's strength, "What's your last name?" , Tang, where did it come from in the first place? Is it because Uncle Tang’s surname is Tang?”

"...It's because I'm from the Tang Sect." He lowered his eyes.

"It seems that you haven't forgotten." Meng Jiang let go of his collar and smiled, "A rare genius in the Tang Sect who thinks he is nothing in a century, Tang San, you are really Humility'ah."

Tang San was a little confused by Meng Jiang's words, but the fog in his heart seemed to be broken open by an external force, and then light came through.

"Forget it, I don't have any solution to the Blue Silver Grass Spirit anyway, and not everyone can become a master. I'm sorry that I can't do anything." She was upset by Tang San's appearance, "I don't want to talk to you now, just Let’s go now and go back alone.”

After saying this, Meng Jiang hugged a large bag of dried fish and disappeared, leaving Tang San alone on the street.

Out of sight out of mind. If Tang San couldn't even figure this out, then Meng Jiang wouldn't be at a loss if he called him "idiot".

Meng Jiang did not stay after returning to the academy, and went directly to the Sunset Forest with Liu Erlong, Zhao Wuji and Qin Ming to look for her fifth soul ring.

This was a breakthrough she made suddenly when Huo Wu came to make trouble. Meng Jiang doubted that she had made a breakthrough out of anger.

By the time Tang San returned to the academy, Meng Jiangren had already gone far. Realizing that Meng Jiang was still angry with him, but now there was no one to comfort him, and it would take at least a week to wait for Meng Jiang to come back, Tang San applied to the master for seclusion.

This time, Meng Jiang did not choose too many soul rings, but only thirty thousand years, which was only five thousand years longer than the fourth soul ring. But this time, Meng Jiang's Wuhun Bead-type Mingxin Umbrella has been upgraded again. In addition to the more gorgeous decorations on the umbrella, the original pattern of gurgling water has turned into rolling waves, and the flying birds holding flowers have turned into sea eagles and waves. It's three-quarters of tenderness and five-cents of majesty. At the same time, there's a semi-transparent tulle under the umbrella embellished on the edge of the umbrella, which softens the two-cent sharpness.

Sixteen water droplets adorn the umbrella, the sixteen umbrella ribs have sharp spikes, and the short blade on the umbrella tip is as thin as a cicada's wing and can cut iron like mud. The lotus pendant on the umbrella handle turned into coral, and together with a few round pearls, it led to a white dolphin.

The Ghost Network Three System was launched at the right time: "Congratulations to Miss Meng Jiang for successfully upgrading her martial spirit. Victory is in sight. Welcome to start a new way to play martial arts."

"What new way to play?" Meng Jiang was curious.

"This requires Miss Meng Jiang to explore by herself, and the method she will understand will be more profound."

Meng Jiang: "...pig head, ice cream."

Terminating the chat with one sentence has the same effect as "Haha", but it better reflects the charlatanism of Jiansan players.

#Everything is possible pig head ice cream#

#Polite without losing embarrassment#

#I am the topic terminator#

So the ghost network three systems escaped.

By the time Meng Jiang finished absorbing the spirit ring, a week had passed since she left Tang San alone.

The anger in my heart has almost disappeared. Originally, Meng Jiang was just angry that Tang San felt sorry for himself, but now she also wanted to go back and see what Tang San was thinking and whether he had figured it out.

If not, haha, Meng Jiang was going to choose to take action and beat the person awake directly.

Or maybe it's all over once and for all, and the next one will be better behaved.

Back at the academy, Tang San had already left seclusion and was being tortured by Liu Erlong with the others.

It was already night after Meng Jiang returned, and she came to the cafeteria to have a simple dinner. She was going to see Tang San to see her newly evolved martial spirit. The bead-type Mingxin Umbrella, which was originally a top-notch weapon and martial spirit, will only become more advanced in quality after it evolves. After all, even though it is the best, there are some who are third, sixth or ninth among the best.

She estimated the time, thinking that Tang San might not be asleep yet, so she knocked on the door of their dormitory.

"It's so late, who is it?" It was Oscar who opened the door.

"It's me, Meng Jiang." She smiled at Oscar, "I'm back, sorry to disturb you, is Tang San here?"

"Zai Zai Zai." Oscar called over his shoulder, "Mistress, Meng Jiang is back. She is here to find you."

Tang San, who was half leaning on the bed to rest, had a flash of surprise in his eyes. He quickly got out of bed and walked over, not forgetting to grab an orange from the fruit plate on the bedside.

"Ajaan." He shouted with a familiar smile.

Meng Jiang waved to him: "Follow me." She nodded to Oscar, "I'll borrow it first, Tang San."

"No problem." Oscar and Meng Jiang winked. "It's okay to give it to you. You don't have to give it back tonight."

After understanding Oscar's joke, Meng Jiang smiled even wider. Just as he was about to say something else, Tang San pulled him out of the door, "I'll come back to sleep at night, Xiao Ao, don't forget to leave the door open for me."

They came to the water pool in the woods. Tang San still held Meng Jiang's hand without letting go. He hesitated and said, "A Jiang, are you still angry?"

"In your mind, am I so generous?" Meng Jiang smiled, without a trace of gloom in his eyes, "I have calmed down a long time ago."

Hearing this, Tang San also smiled, "Sorry, it was my fault at the time. I didn't think it through for a moment and got into trouble."

"Stop." Meng Jiang stretched out his fingers and pressed Tang San's lips, "I don't want to hear you say this. I'm calling you out tonight just to show you my martial spirit."

Seeing Tang San's current state, she knew that the other party had already figured it out, so there was no need to ask again. This is a tacit understanding between the two.

After releasing the martial spirit, the white spiritual umbrella reflected a faint stream of light under the moonlight, making it dreamy and blurry. At Meng Jiang's feet, five soul rings flickered, one yellow, two purple, and two black. The five soul rings, special It was the pressure brought by those two ten-thousand-year soul rings that Meng Jiang contained well around him.

"My fifth soul ring is 30,000 years old. It doesn't have much more than my fourth soul ring, but my martial soul has changed a lot. Isn't it beautiful?" She gently turned the wrist holding the umbrella. , controlling the five soul rings to move from the feet to the top of the umbrella handle, "Look, it's not so conspicuous this way."

"It looks good." Tang San praised seriously, "It looks a bit more heroic than before, but it is still very gorgeous." His eyes stayed on the gauze embroidered with silver thread, "Isn't this gauze... going to get in the way?"

Meng Jiang:......

"I just thought you could talk, but I didn't expect... Humph!"

Still Jian Chun!

Meng Jiang tugged at the gauze on the umbrella and curled his lips in dissatisfaction, but in his mind he had some ideas about the "new way to play martial arts" that Gui Wangsan said.